I can feel it pass me like a cold wind.

I can hear, far off, confused sounds, as of men talking in strange tongues, fierce falling water, and the howling of wolves." She stopped and a shudder ran through her, increasing in intensity for a few seconds, till at the end, she shook as though in a palsy.

She said no more, even in answer to the Professor's imperative questioning.

When she woke from the trance, she was cold, and exhausted, and languid, but her mind was all alert.

She could not remember anything, but asked what she had said.
When she was told, she pondered over it deeply for a long time and in silence.
30 October, 7 A.M .-- We are near Galatz now, and I may not have time to write later.